Should I be a sailor or an Aircraft Mechanic?
There’s a lot of back story. But you can skip it if you want and just meet me at the bottom.
Dropped out of college in 2011
Moved home, step dad hates me, even though all I do is go to work, sleep and repeat, so moved out with an old college friend
One week of living with friend, he says i-grok-it (that’s me) I signed a lease for another apartment behind your back, I’m moving in with my BF, sorry, you have a month to move out
I move out in 4 days and never speak to him again
Lived on my own and hustled for a year before I eventually tuck my tail and swallow my pride and move back home
Old job takes me back, I’m working all the time, even got promoted but Stepdad still hates me, so I move out again to live with older sister and her husband
The husband, my BIL, is ex-marine and says, Hey i-grok-it, I see you out here hustling, I know you want to go back to school and get educated ya big nerd, So why not join military and get GI Bill
Enlisted in the Coast Guard, scrape through bootcamp and come out of it all fucked up, I literally had a limp that still comes back when I am on my feet too long or the weather is too humid.
But, I did it. Now I’m a lil Coastie sailor and things are going along okay.
Until I catch feelings for another sailor and at the same time start feeling all the years of trauma and daddy issues and toxic friends and a chaotic childhood creep up on me and I realize I haven’t dealt with this shit because I’m always running on full steam and staying busy.
Also, have revelation that I am nerd not a military grunt. What the fuck am I doing here?
Cue mental breakdown and now I’m not functioning well at work
Ah, but alas at the same time the guy I caught feelings for is pressuring for us to stay together, to play up my mental issues so I can discharged and we can be together. And he also proposes.
I got discharged. We got married. I’m living back home until Mr.Coastie gets out of his military job school and I can go live with him at his next duty station
Step dad doesn’t hate me anymore because I’m married now, so that was cool.
Anyway, I’m out of military and that’s for the best BUT I miss the work. I genuinely LOVED being at sea.
So, I apply for job on cruise ship
Got the job, did the training, just waiting for ship date.
Wait a year. I’ve already moved to buttfuck, nowhere Alabama with my husband and I’m bored and we’re broke because he burns through his pay checks
Cruise job contacts me, Hey, you never showed up. I say, you never told me to. They say, weird, whatever, want to come now? I say, fuck yes
I go. To Hawaii. Have a great time. Go back on healthy diet. Start working out again. Loving the sensation of being back on ship. Coworkers are awesome. So much positivity unlike the military.
Talked to the right people, so I might slide out of Hotel department into Engine department which is fantastic.
But husband is miserable the entire time. And pressured me to quit with only one month left to my contract. So. I BUY MY OWN ticket back to shithole Alabama from Hawaii.
Husband is all yay but also doesn’t miss a beat to start pressuring me for permission to buy and build a PC for himself even though we’re broke and even though I just quit my job and BOUGHT a very expensive flight home because he begged me to.
He spends a few thousand on that and I’m just left to pick up the pieces of my life again. And to be generally ignored because he’s always gaming.
I try to make things work but honestly I’m miserable and depressed. I miss working in a career I really liked.
But I think maybe, since husband is an Aircraft Mechanic in Coast Guard, maybe I can figure out a way we can both be happy
I decide to try entering into his industry by becoming a flight attendant. And that’s okay. But I don’t enjoy it as much as the cruise job.
But my airline is hiring people to go through Aircraft Mechanic training.
Again, I talk to the right people and I basically just have to apply and I’ll be accepted into the program.
Husband doesn’t like it. Pressures me to quit altogether.
And back home I go. Depression 100% Husband is like, Why? And I’m like, R U seRiOuS?
Now, I’m just trying to do damage control on my marriage, keep myself from slitting my wrists and figure out what the fuck will be my next misadventure.
If you skipped everything, no problem. All you need to know is:
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I was in the military and I hated everything but the working on a ship part.
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My husband (still in the military) has pressured me to quit 3 separate careers, (military, cruise and airline) because he’s codependent and can’t handle time apart.
Here’s the deal. I have two options.
- Apply for a paid, year long training with a guaranteed job at the end as a sailor, where I basically have to go through bootcamp (lite) again. And will probably be the straw that breaks the camel’s back as far as my marriage.
OR
- Wait until halfway through next year when we Maybe get stationed someplace near an Aircraft Mechanic school and I use either my partial GI Bill or his to pay for it. And hope that as an aircraft mechanic I will:
A. Be happy and fulfilled in a career that can move around with me as a military spouse. Which could potentially help save my marriage.
And
B. Will hopefully allow me to be home enough to satisfy his needs for my physical presence (that he ignores anyway because he is always on his PC).
I realize the elephant in the room is my marriage.
Yes, I’m thinking of divorce.
No, I don’t have a definite reason why I am putting off divorcing him. We can dive into it if you want to, but I’m more interested on hearing thoughts about the two career choices.
Submitted January 14, 2020 at 04:58AM by i-grok-it https://ift.tt/36QHG3r